Текст песни Владимир Бережков - Соломинка

STRAW
Nothing is simpler, nothing is more ordinary
The beginning of all beginnings - he sounds on the ground -
A cry of pain - this air is compressed and familiar
And without it we are like without salt on the table.

He is given to man with his breath by God,
And everything that does not hurt is dead, what do not call,
But how would we live on exhalation without inhaling? -
And we are left with a straw of love.

And what do we need more, what is more expensive?
Sip - I can't catch my breath ...
Leave me a straw, God
I'll hold onto her.

And why should we go into the jungle and ask for an answer -
Listen, look - the answer is the same for everyone,
After all, everyone has something of the sunlight,
And everyone is looking for himself how to find this light.

I will hold out my hand - to you - well, it happens!
Everything will be fine ... I, like everyone else, breathe.
And if something hurts, it means that it heals ...
A straw is a string - I hold it.

What further fate will offer us
Sip - I can't catch my breath!
Leave me a straw, God
I'll hold onto her.
1982